When a Pachyderm Comes to Visit: The Dolcey Series, #2

By Sojourner McConnell

Michael faces a bad day at school where he sees how mean and hurtful some children can be. But things begin to look up when Dolcey makes an appearance. This time she is not exactly a cat, she is a little bigger, a lot grayer and her ears are a lot larger. If you have never met Dolcey, then you are in for a treat. This fairy has a mission to help children that are sad or hurt. 

Follow the adventure as Dolcey works her magic to help Michael find his dream again. Michael and Dolcey meet some lively characters that will capture your heart. Join in the adventure that begins when a pachyderm comes to visit.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sojourner McConnell
• Release date: Feb 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386974512

Sojourner McConnell

Born and raised in Birmingham, Alabama. Sojourner McConnell lives in Winchester, Kentucky with one of her daughters and three of her thirteen grandchildren. She has six grandchildren in Alabama and four that live in Michigan. With all those children and grandchildren, she has crafted her storytelling skills. Sojourner's new book is a children's chapter book, Pup in Training. This is book three in the Dolcey series. Pup in Training is the prequel to Who's That in the Cat Pajamas which is available now.  The Path of the Child, The Power of Forgiveness, When a Pachyderm Comes to Visit, and 31 Days of October are also available in paperback and in eBook format. Sojourner brings a taste of strong personalities with a healthy dose of southern charm to her characters.  When not writing, she is busy entertaining her Australian Shepherd, Beau. Unfortunately, Beau tends to get jealous when she spends too much time working on the computer.

Book preview

To all the readers that said they wanted more Dolcey.

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To all the dreamers that keep them tucked into their heart.

CHAPTER ONE

Michael

MICHAEL SAT ON THE edge of the drive, his body rocking and eyes scanning the street as he waited for his dad. His toes curled and pinched the short spiked blades. Waiting for his dad to pull in, he plucked away with both feet and fingers as he formed small BBs that he tossed into the road. 

Michael, tired of sitting in this one area for almost an hour began to mumble to himself, When will he be here? His agitation grew by the minute. I need to talk to him. Why is he so late? The sun dropped below the tree line and stripes of pink and purple were stretched across the horizon.

With a loud sigh, Michael’s shoulders slumped and his backbone bowed almost in half. His little body drooped more and more by the minute. When he heard the crunch of tires on the drive, Michael stood up quickly. Finally! Dad’s home.

As he trotted along beside the car as it pulled into its usual spot next to the closed garage door, He smiled and his steps lightened. I can talk to Dad and he’ll fix this mess.

Hi, Dad! Gah, where have you been? I have been out here all day waiting on you. He bounced up and down then hopped over to the car door, just as his dad stepped out of the car. Michael’s arms and legs, freckled from the sun, were peeking out from his tan shorts and his favorite sky blue T-shirt with the dragon eating a popsicle on the front.

Bob McKay reached out and tousled his son’s bright red hair and pulled him in for a side hug. Hey, Michael, What’s going on? I don’t usually get this welcome. Without a breath, he added, Did I win the lottery? Wait, are you saying you didn’t go to school? He continued to ask questions before Michael could answer. What about career day? What about the uniform your mom helped you make?

Laughing as he and Michael headed to the front door, his dad’s mind was abuzz, What’s going on? When I left this morning Michael was busily getting dressed in the outfit for Career Day. Something is definitely going on.

Michael looked up at his dad. Squinted his blue eyes and scrunched his nose and lips into an intense frown. I’ve got a problem dad. I don’t know what to do. His voice was shaky as he stepped from one foot to the other. While he swayed as though on the deck of a ship, his dad watched him closely. His dad could still see the outline of his red lips and the white makeup caked near his left ear.  

Go wash your face and give me a sec. I just got here, let me talk to your mom a minute then I am all yours, deal?

Michael nodded and stood to one side as his dad walked into the